Floating Life Half Awake GL

Two days later, Lin Yan successfully passed the art of war strategy assessment.

Seeing that there was nothing else to do in Beijing, Lin Yan, who was eager to return home, asked the emperor to resign.

Yu Chengan didn't make things difficult for Lin Yan, on the contrary, he praised her well, and later even chatted with her about homework.

I said that I may not have been to Pingnan for a long time. I originally wanted to visit Leng Aiqing before he left, but he was entangled in political affairs and so on. He also said that he would go there in person if he had the opportunity in the future.

Lin Yan didn't say much, just listened quietly, occasionally answering twice.

Before leaving the imperial study, Yu Chengan specially gave Lin Yan wine and drank a cup with him.

After coming out of the palace, Lin Yan didn't delay any longer. He hastily packed his luggage and couldn't wait to embark on the road back to the city.

Five years later

Although it has only just entered summer, it is already hot today.

Because of this, the back kitchen of Pingnan Palace has been much more lively recently than in the past.

Looking around, I saw many cooks, old maids and young kitchen helpers gathered together, with different expressions on their faces and whispering to each other from time to time.

As for the person surrounded in the middle, he is dressed in a red dress. Although his face is still immature, his beauty is already evident. His eyebrows and eyes are four or five points similar to those of the person beside him, except that his eyebrows There are many more girls' agility.

"It's not like that", the voice of the speaker is still soft and sweet, possessing the magical power to calm the listener.

Although he is no longer at the age of youth, but from that face, there is no trace of the ruthlessness of the years. On the contrary, he feels that the years have treated him very favorably, just like a good wine, the longer the years accumulate, the charm The more memorable it is.

"Mother, what should I do with this?" Leng Yantong looked at Xia Lan with her big eyes and asked doubtfully.

Although she is only ten years old, she is as tall as Xia Lan's red lips.

"It should be like this," Xia Lan gently rolled up her sleeves and demonstrated it to her personally.

Because of the hot summer and the hot weather a few days ago, Xia Lan has personally prepared iced lotus seed soup these days.

Leng Yantong felt very refreshing drinking it, and saw that Lin Yan drank very comfortably and happily every time he came back from the military camp, so he wanted to learn from it.

Therefore, after taking a nap in the past few days, both of them stayed in the back kitchen, one studied seriously, and the other taught attentively.

In fact, the one made by Leng Yantong yesterday is not bad for drinking, but compared with the one made by Xia Lan, it is still a lot worse.

After about another cup of tea, "Okay, let it simmer first."

Leng Yantong let out a breath, her temples on both sides were already wet with sweat, and even Xia Lan had fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Wipe it off", Xia Lan handed a handkerchief to Leng Yantong, "Let's go back and rest for a while."

Not long after, the two returned to the backyard. At this moment, they were sitting in front of the window and drinking iced sour plum soup.

Leng Yantong took several sips in one breath, "Well, the sour plum soup made by mother is delicious", but Xia Lan just smiled lightly.

"Mother, why do you like the cakes, lotus seed soup, and elder brother all the time, but the ones made by others are always not to her liking?"

Xia Lan was slightly taken aback, "Is there?".

"Yes, I have"

Then Leng Yantong told Xia Lan about the things that happened a few years ago and some days ago. When Lin Yan was on vacation, Leng Yantong would always pester Lin Yan to take her out, and sometimes go shopping in the market , and sometimes go to the suburbs to have fun, and Xia Lan occasionally goes with her.

But whenever he went shopping in the market, it was inevitable to go to teahouses and other places to rest his feet. Every time those teas and cakes came up, Lin Yan almost ate a piece and never touched his hands again.

At first, Leng Yantong thought that the products made by this company were not to Lin Yan's taste, but it was the same with many other companies later on.

Xia Lan took a sip of tea lightly, and could almost imagine Lin Yan's expression at that time, and couldn't help but smile.

"Mother, mother"

"Hmm? Well, Yan'er never likes sweets, those things must be too sweet"

Leng Yantong frowned and thought for a while, the cakes and lotus seed soup made by mother herself were bland, and then suddenly realized, "So that's how it is, mother really understands brother."

Xia Lan couldn't help but shook her head with a smile, "I didn't know at first, but it took me a lot of effort to figure it out."

Leng Yantong suddenly became interested, "What's going on, mother, tell me quickly."

Seeing Leng Yantong's curious face, Xia Lan told her that when Lin Yan first entered the palace, she made cakes for several days before finally making Lin Yan's favorite taste.

Leng Yantong was very surprised and puzzled when she heard that, "Mom, why don't you just ask brother what flavor he likes."

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Xia Lan's mouth widened unconsciously, "Tong'er didn't know that Yan'er was not what she is now, she was less talkative and shy at that time."

"Ah? Shy?" Leng Yantong unconsciously opened her mouth slightly, "No way."

"Yeah, I often blush, even now."

"yes"

But Leng Yantong thought about it for a long time and couldn't remember seeing Lin Yan when she was blushing. She really couldn't imagine that the handsome and gentle brother who doted on her since childhood, was good at both civil and martial arts, was so shy easily...

Holding the teacup in her hand, Xia Lan recalled these past events, and felt very emotional in her heart. In a blink of an eye, the little adult back then has really grown into an adult now...

Afterwards, Leng Yantong made trouble for Xia Lan and told her a lot about Lin Yan's childhood, and then Leng Yantong returned to her room.

There was nothing left and right, so he took the sword and went to practice swords in the yard.

Although this Leng Yantong was similar to Xia Lan in appearance, her temperament was quite different.

Although she has been taught piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and she is still outstanding in everything now, but in comparison, Leng Yantong still prefers to dance with guns and sticks.

Leng Yantong's kung fu has always been taught by Lin Yan himself. Lin Yan always feels that in this era, girls should practice martial arts so that they can protect themselves.

However, Lin Yan's practice of martial arts with Leng Yantong is not as strict as he was with himself at the beginning. It almost always follows Leng Yantong's interest. When he wants to learn, he will teach her well, and when he doesn't want to learn Let her go.

For this reason, Xia Lan also said to Lin Yan, "If you spoil her like this, she might not learn anything even if she studies for several years."

Lin Yan only smiled faintly, "It's not for her to learn how to protect herself or others, but to see how she likes it."

However, with Lin Yan personally teaching, Leng Yantong also learned with great interest.

What she is practicing now is the set of swordsmanship that Lin Yanxin taught her the day before yesterday. After two days of practice, she is now smooth and flowing. Waiting for the personal maid Meiju.

"how how"

Mei Ju gave a thumbs up without hesitation, "The princess practiced very well, the second son will be very happy if he sees it."

Leng Yantong's eyes shone slightly, "This statement is serious".

Mei Ju couldn't help but covered her mouth and laughed lightly, "Yes, yes, how dare the maidservant lie to the princess."

Leng Yantong blushed, "You're the only ghost".

"Hey, princess, wait for the servant girl"

Back in the room, looking at Leng Yantong who was sitting sideways on the couch with her back facing her, Mei Ju covered her mouth and secretly smiled, then quickly restrained herself.

Step forward softly, "Princess".

Leng Yantong turned her head away and drank tea by herself.

"Princess, is it okay if the slave is wrong?" Seeing that Leng Yantong was unmoved, Mei Ju began to change the subject, "Princess, wipe off your sweat."

Leng Yantong glanced at the handkerchief handed over, then at Meiju again, stretched out her hand to take it angrily.

This Meiju is only two years older than Leng Yantong, she has been serving her since she was a child, the relationship between master and servant is very good.

Because of urinating in one place, Mei Ju knows exactly what Leng Yantong is thinking, but she doesn't say it clearly, but every time the meaningful eyes look directly at Leng Yantong, as if Just like that.

"I'll tell my mother tomorrow, I'll marry you off immediately!"

Mei Ju didn't panic, and replied with a smile, "Even if you want to marry the servant, you have to wait for the princess to marry off first."

Leng Yantong glared at her, "Then if I don't marry, will you never marry? Then I won't marry."

Mei Ju picked up the teapot and poured new tea for Leng Yantong, and said slowly, "Is the princess really not going to marry?".

Leng Yantong raised her eyebrows, "What? Are you regretting it?".

"Of course not, as long as the princess needs it, the servants are willing to serve the princess for the rest of their lives."

"then you"

"The slave is just worried that you will regret it in the future, princess"

There was that ambiguous smile on her face again, Leng Yantong turned her face away and replied angrily, "I have nothing to regret".

"I'm afraid the princess doesn't know something. In recent days, every time I go to the street, I can hear many ladies talking about our second son, saying that the second son is not only handsome, but also good at martial arts. He is also very talented and treats people well." Gentle and polite, without a trace of dandyism, if anyone marries such a husband in the future, he will be very happy."

Leng Yantong unconsciously clenched the teacup in her hand, the expression on her face changed, but she said

"What they said is right, my brother is better than others in all aspects of martial arts and martial arts"

"My servant knows that our second son is a wonderful person who exists in heaven and earth." Mei Ju couldn't help but touched Leng Yantong with her arm, "I want to ask the princess for real, so I would like to see our second son get married in the future." Is another woman his wife?".

The little face still couldn't help but blush, Leng Yantong's eyes wandered around but she didn't dare to meet Mei Ju's eyes.

"Whether it is useful for me or not, it depends on what my brother wants."

"The princess is not happy."

"You! When did I say that?"

Meiju gave a wicked smile, and was thrown over by Leng Yantong's eyes, she hurriedly restrained herself again, and her right index finger tapped her chin again and again.

"I seem to remember that one year, the princess said in front of our second son that he would marry the second son in the future."

"Nonsense! I think you are begging for a fight!"

Soon, the two started chasing and fighting in the house, until there was a sound outside the house, "Second Young Master is back".

Wearing black clothes, wearing a gold and jade crown, and wearing black boots with moiré patterns, although his figure is much thinner than that of ordinary men, he is tall and upright, his face is like a bright moon, but his lines are soft, and he has the softness of a woman. But the eyes are firm.

Reaching out to lift the hem of the robe, Fang walked down the courtyard, and saw the girl in red standing upright at the door of the room, her thin lips that were originally tightly pursed unconsciously raised a small arc.

"Why don't you talk"

The person who always talked a lot did not speak when he came to him today, Lin Yan looked at Leng Yantong with some amusement and asked.

Leng Yantong suddenly became a little at a loss, she lowered her head and did not dare to look at Lin Yan, "Brother is back."

Lin Yan looked at Mei Ju behind her with some doubts, but Mei Ju just looked at Leng Yantong and smiled.

"Meet the second son"

Lin Yan nodded his head lightly and habitually looked to the right, "Where is Sister Lan?"

"Mother is reading a book at home"

Lin Yan raised his hand to touch Leng Yantong's head, hesitated for a while, and then went to the next room.

However, after walking a few steps, he stopped suddenly in front of the open window.

Under the window, on a soft couch, Xia Lan was lying quietly, the scroll in her hand was gently folded upside down on her chest, her eyes were lightly closed, Ruyu's face was slightly turned out of the window, her expression was calm and indifferent, Occasionally, the breeze blows, gently blowing a few strands of black hair on the temples.

The beauty is like jade, the years are quiet and beautiful, so beautiful that the viewers will not consciously soften their brows and eyes.

"Huh? Asleep?"

Leng Yantong's voice suddenly rang next to her ears, Lin Yan hurriedly made a silent gesture, and just about to signal Leng Yantong to leave here first, the soft voice came from the window.

"Is Yan'er back?"

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It's not easy to finally grow up to the age where you can talk about love